I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 331 - 115: Do You Know How Brave I Am_3

Chapter 331: Chapter 115: Do You Know How Brave I Am_3

He pushed open the door for just a moment.

His eyes slightly narrowed as a slender iron pipe stabbed toward his face, which would have likely pierced the eyes of an ordinary person.

"I’m not a zombie, don’t misunderstand," he said.

Lin Fan thought they had mistaken him for a zombie and voiced a reminder, then he moved backward to avoid it.

Although it was the other person who had attacked him first, he understood that it wasn’t intentional; they were probably scared that he was a zombie, which was why they had attacked first, considering the current zombies were terrifying. Any ordinary person would struggle to contend with a zombie.

The survivor in the dorm, seemingly not expecting to miss.

Carried the iron pipe and charged out.

Taking advantage of the dim light, the other’s mouth revealed a cold, deranged smile, even displaying a kind of psychotic demeanor.

"He seems a bit off."

Lin Fan observed the other’s condition, and by now, he had confirmed the other was not a zombie, though still giving him an unsettling feeling.

"I’m not a zombie; I’m a human, can you calm down?" Lin Fan said gently.

He understood the state of survivors in the apocalypse; some were driven to desperate extremes causing drastic changes in their mental state.

Suddenly,

he heard the sound of a door opening behind him. Turning his head, he saw two dorm rooms open, with a total of two survivors, one holding a fire axe, the other a kitchen knife.

Their expressions were similarly disturbed, resembling that of a breakdown in despair, their minds had shattered completely, misinterpreting reality, their hearts twisted to a certain extent.

"Kill him, as long as we kill him, we can keep on living, we can live for a long time," the one with the axe crazily said, his words broken by eerie laughter.

The kitchen knife survivor, mouth opened, drooling, "I want his leg, I want his thigh, it must be delicious."

The iron pipe survivor looked at Lin Fan with eyes full of madness and perversion.

Lin Fan listened to what they were saying,

frozen on the spot.

Since the outbreak of the apocalypse, he had only seen it once, and now this was the second time.

Desperation type, when hunger reached a certain extreme, thoughts turned to consuming anything nearby to stay alive, where ingrained bestiality fully erupted. Perhaps in their eyes, he was nothing more than a juicy steak.

Desire type: purely psychological, twisted, psychotic.

The cloud of hunger.

The pressure of the apocalypse.

Completely shattered them, warping their hearts.

Lin Fan spoke, "You are still human. The apocalypse is indeed terrifying, but please, don’t do this. Hope for survival has arrived. Can’t we talk this over? What you are doing may seem terrifying, but in this dire situation, I know this isn’t what you truly wish to do."

"Kill him."

"Murder him."

The three deranged survivors charged toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan sighed.

The terrible apocalypse.

Now, it wasn’t just the zombies posing a threat to survivors; the living environment itself caused people to collapse, and once broken, it was very difficult to recover.

The iron pipe survivor screamed, his iron pipe stabbing toward Lin Fan’s abdomen. Lin Fan did not retaliate but quickly dodged.

With a squelch,

the iron pipe unexpectedly stabbed into the abdomen of the kitchen knife survivor.

The kitchen knife survivor, intending to slit Lin Fan’s throat, collided with the hilt of the Frostmourne sword Lin Fan had on his back, trembled his wrist, and the kitchen knife cut into the neck of the axe survivor.

The axe survivor’s axe chopped fiercely into the head of the iron pipe survivor.

Instantly,

the injured areas of the three survivors spattered blood.

Moving to the side, Lin Fan, standing stunned, watched the unfolding scene, truly not having expected such a turn of events.

"You guys ..."

He began to say something,

but then swallowed his words, his eyes complex as he watched.

"Ah, perhaps this is your way of ending yourselves. What coincidences occur in this world, you three likely knew what you were doing wasn’t truly what you wanted, but despair was controlling you, beyond your control ..."

Lin Fan looked at the three corpses on the ground.

It was hard to imagine what they had gone through. Turning back, he passed a bathroom, saw scattered bones inside, and felt a tinge of pain in his gums.

Since the apocalypse, he had seen too many tragic things, which could massively shock one’s soul. That sense of despair permeated everything, leaving ordinary survivors truly without hope.

The street.

"Is there anyone alive?"

Lin Fan shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice carrying across the town, spreading in all directions.

Heh heh ...

No survivors responded, only the roar of zombies, their voices erupting from every corner, perhaps truly not expecting a human to be so bold as to shout on their turf.

Innumerable zombies gathered together, forming a horrifying wave of zombies sweeping in.

Confronted with such a vast number of zombies, he was not the slightest bit afraid, holding the Frostmourne in his hand, he looked on indifferently, long accustomed to such scenes.

The sheer number of zombies, even if at their peak, were still just zombies.

"Really messy, cleaning up this market, hoping it gets cleaned up quickly,"

Lin Fan swept forward in a blur.

In an instant.

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